by Tina Tsironis
Your pain is a river
so clear and so deep
my pain is a river
so cool and so sleek
do you think you could do it?
tell me now
yank out the sludge
smooth me out
pry out the bugs
my wellness I’d flout
wrench out the shit
bleeds brighter than gout
reach deep into me,
yank hard as you can
reach deep through my walls
spread me far ‘cross the land
you nod your head no
it’s what you want not
you shake your head yes
ready? let’s rot
the balm of all balms
so soothing, so sweet
there’s a strange sense of calm
in always feeling the heat
my pain is our vice
a melodic techno beat
so let’s take a breath
let’s dive in real deep
let’s bask in its glory
and flail our feet
let’s drink up the river
our certified summer treat